I. Am. Over. It.
Pea is killing me with her attitude today. She has grown so accustomed over the last few days to being coddled and pampered and catered to that I fear we have created a pretty little… monster. And it’s not that I think we shouldn’t have taken extra-special care of our little girl when she was so under the weather, but now that she’s on the mend, I fear it’s going to take us just days and days and days to get her back on schedule.
She has been waking up in the morning at 5:30 the past few days and won’t go back to sleep unless I crawl into her bed with her. And I don’t want to do that. Once was enough. I woke up with a kink in my neck, a hand slung over my face and barely clinging to the edge of her little twin bed. This kid is a messy sleeper. Just like her dad.
She won’t eat anything but popsicles. Still. Can a kid subsist on popsicles alone?
And the bossiness. Oh my God, the bossiness. I can’t tell anymore if it’s her not feeling well, or if somehow the worst of the Terrible Twos just happened to coincide with this dreadful ear infection.
“Go away.”
“What are you doing to me, Mommy?”
“Go away! Go away! Go away!”
“I don’t want it.”
“Go away! NOW!”
What the…?
Where does she learn to say these things? Where? She’s barely two-and-a-half!
Out of the mouths of babes…
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Wow. Judith. You are apparently a very angry woman. What possible purpose would attacking Melissa accomplish? Do you derive some sort of pleasure from being mean and nasty?
For whatever reason, I’ve noticed there are two kinds of old women. The bitter ones who just treat young mothers like hell and can’t get enough of making an occupation of exulting themselves and their “wonderful mothering” (which is so often only in their own mind). And the second type, the wonderful, supportive grandmas that are open and loving and helpful. I’m not sure what happened to you, but please keep your bitter spew to yourself.
Oh, so you are going to try to get more spiritual. A typical non-practicing Jew making a career out of whining about motherhood. Your poor children. Judging from the behaviors you describe, you are driving them insane! They’ll probably be alcoholics and/or drug addicts by the time they are 13. Please get off the blog and pay a little attention to your precious and beautiful children. BTW, the view is lovely from up here on this very high horse upon which I sit. I am enjoying the fruits of my labors with three adult children who are productive citizens, non-abusers of substances or other people, with their own beautiful homes to enjoy.
I love the “clinging to the edge of the twin bed” line. I have soo been there. I was one of those mom’s who said that my kids were never going to sleep in my bed! (This was before I had kids of course) Now, my husband and I bed hop more than your average prostitute! We start out in our bed of course but by morning, I think everyone has slept in everyone else’s bed at some point. Heck, I even found my almost 4 year old in the baby’s crib one night! I usually wake up with several girls in my bed, and a kink in my neck.
I feel your pain about the ear infection. One of mine had so many ear infections she was going to have to get tubes in her ears but then she pulled out of it. It. Is. Pure. Hell. No matter what Judith says. (I think she just doesn’t remember.)
Hang in there. Just know that we’re all on the same “mom boat” and if your kids don’t make you crazy on a daily basis, you’re not getting your moneys worth!
Oh, Judith… How’s the view from up there on your high horse?
Seriously, give me a break.
I’m very happy for you that you managed to raise your kids without ever becoming annoyed by their whining or simply exhausted from being on-call 24-hours a day. You are, obviously, quite the lady.
And thank you for your lovely and compassionate advice. I will, as you said, “man up” and quit whining. I will remind myself every day that Judith says I need to be a nurturing and loving mother.
Clearly, I have been derelict in my motherly duties.
Perhaps you should write a book on how to be the perfect mother?
Hey Melissa,
Quite crying “poor mouth”! You brought this kid into the world, now man-up and be a mother! This poor child is looking to you to make her small world go around. A child who has a first serious illness can become very clingy and demanding because they felt so out of control for the first time in their life. Believe me when Pea is 33, you will regret not spending all the time you could in her little twin bed with your arm slung over your face. Get with it and quit whining and be a nurturing loving mother!! I know, I’m 60 and successfully raised three children, 2 boys and a girl, and never regretted a moment of it.
Judith
I found you by way of Gmail if you can believe that. I feel ya. My 4 year old is still the same way. Hang in there. I’m told they grow out of it. When I’m not sure.
I have no wisdom, but I can commiserate. I don’t think I’ve ever in my life said, “Go away!” And yet my daughter says it to me on a fairly regular basis. Where DO they get this stuff???
*sigh*
I’m sorry. I hope it’s a passing phase for Pea’s sake and your sake!! Hang in there…